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"I do not recall my father mentioning anyone by the name of Seamus
McHenry," Fred told the ghost. "Though, if memory serves, he did talk
about someone he called Steamed McHaggis, which I thought was a rather
strange name for someone to have." Seamus' face appeared to brighten. "Aye, Fred. That was his name for me. Of course, he was usually drunk at the time. That was my fault. Before my unfortunate demise, I used to sell whiskey, and got your father hooked on the stuff when I visited the inn he frequented." He smiled as he remembered past times. "Aye. 'Twas not long after his failed attempt to kill the dragon of the Shreken. After we got to talking, he decided to join up with me for a while." His expression grew somber then. "He was staying at the same inn as me when I died. He took my body back to Caledonia where I was interred by my family. He went back to Alleria soon after." "He never mentioned your death to me," Fred said. "My mother told me about an incident once where he tried to destroy Caemlyn's supply of whisky. He never mentioned the reason why to her or to me. Knowing what I do now might spread some light on the matter." "Aye?" He stared at the bottle he had permanently attached in his hand with an undisguised hatred. "That doesn't really surprise me." Astra stared at the astral bottle and asked, "Is that to remind you of what caused your death?" Seamus nodded. "There's an old Caledonian saying: 'If your death was by your own hand/it will haunt you as you haunt the land.' So the bottle is an eternal reminder of my folly."
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